Hannah raises her eyebrows lightly, her voice slow, "Ray Lee, do you want a prop?"
Ray Lee is vigilant, "What do you mean?"
The girl laughs without answering.
*
Before the second round of "slaughter" began, Louis Snyder ran into Hannah, who was alone.
He took the initiative to suggest, "Shall we team up?"
Hannah glances behind him.
Louis catches on, his smile gentle, "It's just me, sister."
Together they walk towards the deepest part of the hospital, passing through a courtyard, in which stands a huge banyan tree that seems to have been there for many years.
Hannah looks up at the dense leaves of the tree.
Louis stands behind her, looking down at her delicate porcelain-white face.
Even after several escapes, Hannah's face shows no distress, just a hint of blush on her cheeks.
As she lifts her head, the crescent moon in the night sky is reflected in her eyes, looking incredibly soft and gentle, as if they were back to when they first met.
